Beach
Laundry
A
NOVEL
by
David Michael Wade
...The crisp
refreshing power of the ocean and its breezes
can
bring new life to the soiled and tarnished souls that take
a
dip within its waters and walk its beaches...
Chapters
Transfers
and New Arrivals
Drivers
Ed and Passport to Exploration
'65
Corvette, Bikinis and 501 Shrink to Fit
The
Rototiller, The Prostitute, Lawyers and A Grocery King
Edgar
Cayce, Psychics and a Tap on the back
The
Bank of Bob's Big Boy
Bedtime
Stories of Cocaine Snowstorms
The
Smell of the Beach... CASH
Beach
Bunnies, Swingers and Trophy Wives
A
White House Groom... Goes Surfing.
The
Mayor's Son & The Double Homicide Cold Case ?
The
Crazy Girl Sings
The
DEA and the Illusion of Justice
A
New Bank in Town...
The
Big Banana
Cable
Wealth & A New Age of Payoffs
Beautiful
Mango Angel
Highrise
Shadows
Fresh
Laundry on the Line
an
excerpt from , “Bedtime
Stories of Cocaine Snowstorms”
...Once
again I found myself in a position of what had become a nightly
ritual. It was not so much the physical position...
CONTENT REMOVED TEMPORARY
Collapsing
to the bed I'd roll over taking her in my arms, wondering if her
memories continued to do her harm, yet realizing her pathway to
pleasure was taking me to my own mind blowing orgasms. I'd lay in
that bed many nights, and listen to more stories of the neighbor
boys, her ex, her boss, and the North Carolina waterfront warehouse
full of coke...
Have
you ever found yourself in a situation and actually heard alarms
going off in your head. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU HERE? YOU
KNOW THIS ISN'T WHERE YOU SHOULD BE...
For
many years I was the fly on the wall, no one special in the eyes of
“The Beautiful People”.
Yet
like a deer frozen in the headlights of an on coming car... finally
realizing its actually a train pulling multiple cars of fowl smelling
shit speeding towards you ... soon to fill your life with financially
rewarding opportunities. All you have to do is help put the broken
down crap & lies in pretty boxes, put a bow on them, and sell it
to the people waiting in long lines to buy it.
You
then do something crazy... Jumping out of the way, missing an easy
ride to the Beach
Laundry.
The
Summer of 1975 bought us the movie JAWS...
and
a fear of going in the Water.
40
Years later get ready for Summer Beach reading...
if you dare.
if you dare.
Copyright
2014 David Michael Wade All Rights Reserved
